Tuesday, February 26, 2008

The Master of Masters

So seriously, everyone should go to Australia to "earn" their Master's.

i arrived friday afternoon. undergrad classes started monday.
i e-mailed the secretary of graduate programs on monday morning.
her reply: 'oh wow! you arrived the same day undergrad classes started! how convenient!" as if she expected me later. when the hell does this thesis business start?
but anyway, i dropped by her office and i got some paperwork and a key to my own office!
and by own office i mean: a sizeable room that i share with 2 other master's students. but i'm supplied my own computer in there. and we have a window. that's huge.
then i e-mailed my professor/advisor about um... you know... my thesis topic and you know... how to write a thesis and we met today: for 9 minutes.
he told me:
oh yes, good topic, here, these are some journals to read, and perhaps some books you might want to read. so, perhaps check in with me in about 2 weeks.
meaning... my homework: read a lot and tell me how it's going in about a month.

getting a master's in australia is awesome.

i have an office, a computer, no direct responsibilites. which some think is very dangerous for me. but at least i like my topic so i'm actually interested in reading about it. not as much as intersted as i am in finishing stephen colbert's "i am america (and so can you!)" which is hilarious.

but it's all pretty awesome.

but i'm back! and things are great. i'm seeing all my old friends. i think last year i just left on a bad note which made me hesitant to return but now that i'm here, i've remembered how great some of these kids are.

but uh.. there are a lot of americans this year! i've already met 3 new americans! i'm not so unique anymore. but i'm obviously the raddest american they've seen.

on a different note:
in america (to my knowledge) our bed sizes go: twin, full, queen, king
in australia they go: single, double, queen, king
which caused my friend and i a lot of grief arguing earlier :) she couldn't understand why a 'twin' would be called a 'twin' if it was made for one person to sleep in. i kinda agree with her.

but now i'm back to the land of chips (not french fries), mate (not buddy), tomato sauce (not ketchup), long black (not coffee), and etc.

i didn't think i would miss it, but i secretly think i have.

by the way, listen to:
"bleeding love" by leona lewis
"love song" by sara bareilles

today my schedule was as thus:
9am woke up and showered
9:30 watched "Psych"
10:30 met up with the lady that gave me my office key
11:00 watched the red carpet at the oscars
12:00 some lunchies
12:30 outside reading colbert
1:30 cards with friends in the common room
2:00 nap
3:00 met up with friend at a campus bar
3:45 meeting with advisor
4:00 met up at bar with friends again
4:30-9:00 hung out in the courtyard/common room playing cards and talking
9:30 dinner
11:00 played pool in common room
12:30 wrote blog

it was an awesome day. i like not having classes :) and the weather is AMAZING!

don't worry parents, i'll do work! tomorrow! i'll be reading :)

love and miss you!!!

3 comments:

elizabeth said...

perhaps they call them "twins" because Americans, in the 50s, would have two single beds in their master bedrooms, i.e. twin beds.

Anonymous said...

I think that Elizabeth is a genius. Two single beds that match are twin beds! Of course! Now, back to your studying! Or reading! Or whatever you have to do to get that thesis started! Git to it!

Cella Bella said...

except I thought they only had twin beds like that on tv. Cuz you couldn't show Dick Van Dyke in bed with his wife cuz that's scandalous. Although I bet kids who shared rooms had twin beds. So, ok, I'm back on board.